30 December 2012
So later in the year was the anual talent show. You kinda get where this is going, right? Mrs.Crowns forced me to join the talent show, talling me tha have this very unusual yet very original talent: I can write full, meaningfull raps in just a few minutes. It didn't sound like a bad idea, and I couldn't say I am stubborn, so because writing raps became a hobby, it wasn't that hard to write one:
You came here to see a show, that's why my beats will get you down low, follow the flow, look how far you can go you got to push your limits, push push your limits,yo! It took me long to get here, to the top, pushing it and pushing it until my limits went pop! Because you are like a rocket, to the stars you will go! Yo!
I felt so free on stage, but just as my final Yo! came out of my mouth, I noticed some shadowey figures examining me closely. They looked familiar, and yet so very familiar...
"I'm inpressed with you talent Daisy Jonson. Is that right?" A though but not so though voice came out of the shadows. Then it hit me... THE ROCKERZ SAW MY SHOW!!!
"OMG YOU ARE THE ROCKERZ!!!!!!!!!" I fangirled.
"I thought you were a really neat rapper, not a crazy fan. Oh well, when you thing you know a dudette..." said Bullydog. His sparkling black star tatoo was catching the light forming tiny little dots dance around the room like a small disco ball.
"No no no no! You got me all wrong! I am a big fan, but I was here to rap, not to stalk your lifes." I quickly explained.
"Our band does need a rapper, because we want our music to be "in". And I think your raps create a wounderfull vibration, allowing the good and the bad to fall in perfect harmony." Rainbowcow said very slowly.
"Uh, well, thanks! I'd love to be the rapper of your band!" I tried to keep my feelings still. This was the chance I waited for since FOREVER.
"That's great, man! We start practice today."said Punkymonkey.
"No offence, but a full makeover with natural stuff." Assured Rainbowcow.
They took me to their huge van and examined me on this doctor like table. Then the "makeover" started. Only Bullydog didn't mention: full body tatoos. That would've hurt me a ton if it werent for the pain soother. Every time I looked into the mirror, I saw a totally different person looking back. It looked cool. Especifically my Hip Hop Is Life tatoo on my arm, It's great to be popular for who you really are. Even if you are a girl when people think you a
are a guy. That's how I became who I am. Remenber, if you want to be something, never give up, and let your passion flow. Then you would be ready to hop right to the top.
THE END
A Not-So-Dull Hop to the Top part 2 • Opuss № I